Limerick Poems About Mom | Mom Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, mum,

Titillating Experience

Mom caught her boob in the washer’s wringer
Rotor made Mom an opera singer
    Tit for tat, she got redder
     Pop struggled with the lever
I pulled the plug, was able to spring ‘er

Wow!  Mum is the word on this awful day
We don’t refer to this deed of foul play
     “Hah! Your Dad’s a dud," she cried
     As with pain pills she was plied
Now under the radar Pop stays away




*Entry for David William’s Palindrome Mad Contest
By Carolyn Devonshire

Palindrome Words:
Mom, boob, rotor,  tit, tat, redder, Pop, Wow, Mum, refer, deed, Hah!, Dad, dud, radar


Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: introspection,

Exposed With Two Lenses


I was a child of only seven years,
adventurous, bold, I had no fears.
Into the woods I would go
after my Mom told me "No."
But worth the spanking and the tears.

These days the woods are worrisome,
fear I may trip and land on my bum.
Things live there I didn't see
when I was young and carefree.
With age, it's to caution I have succumb.


   { { { February 14th, 2016 } } }


Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, husband,

An Unappreciated Housewife

He walks into the room each day at six
As around their Dad all five children mix
     He smiles at them with glee
     Meantime he sneers at me
So I get prepared to take all his licks

“What have you been doing all day?” he asks
No appreciation for all my tasks
     “Washed clothes and changed diapers
     Don’t need any gripers”
This insensitive father wears two masks

Each morning his breakfast is served on time
Later, vodka collins are served with lime
     He never shops for food
     Says my cooking’s no good
And when he bathes, the tub is filled with grime

My Mom said, “Men just work from sun to sun,
But a woman’s housework is never done” 
     I found a new game plan
     A hearty, handsome man
Together, my husband we could outrun




May 25, 2012
*Entry for David’s 3 H contest


Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Poke It!!!

Her mom has a wart on her face that grows
How that thing got there nobody knows
I looked to my wife and said
"Poke it, I think that its dead"
She said, "Stop it!, that thing is her nose"


Poem Details | by Thabang Ngoma |
Categories: fathers day, golf, memory,

GOLF DAY THIS DAD

You drove the ball high
It flew and touched the sky
I heard, “FORE!"
And ducked therefore
But the ball hit my thigh


Some of the things mom never knew happened;-)


Poem Details | by KP Nunez |
Categories: child, children, emotions, happiness,

H is for Happy

H is for Happy, a tickled pink smiley
A jam on a pancake, made of strawberry
to start-up a day 
when you can just play
dress like a princess, and mom is the fairy.

H is for Happy, a birthday wish for you,
to feel in your heart, though everything is new
to laugh and then giggle
to dance and then jiggle
run, skip and wiggle like that day at the zoo.





22 September 2015
E is for Emotion Contest
Sponsor: Casarah Nance


Poem Details | by Marilyn Hernandez |
Categories: angst, childhood, family, lost

The Good the Bad and the Ugly Divorce

Let Him Go (Limerick)

Our mom told us how she chose her beau,
With an “eeny, meeny, miny, moe!”
Of course it didn’t last,
With a choice so half-assed!
But at least it taught the fool to grow!


Child Support (Haiku)

Parental disputes
Had placed us in the middle
Of their divorce wars


Divorce (Couplet)

He left her to fend for us alone, blasé with his remiss,
She chose to break this conjugal bond without marital bliss.


For (Destroyer ((Poet’s ~DIVORCE CLUB~ Contest


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: history, son, god, earth,

The Gods' Family Tree

An Egyptian I never could be,
but since reading of their history,
in limerick form
I now write to inform
my friends of the Gods’ family tree.

From “Waters of Chaos” came Nun,
the only God under the sun.
The first piece of ground
rose up as a mound.
Hun stood there and coughed up a son!

Hun spat out the God of Air, Shu,
and he spat out a cute goddess too.
Tefnut was her name.
Moisture was her fame.
She and Shu beget children - two!

Their son was named Geb; the girl, Nut.
I’m not sure how to say her name, but
I sure like to say
Goddess Sky’s name the way
that rhymes with the famous King Tut.

When he laughed, the son Geb, “God of Earth,”
made the earth shake beneath his great girth.
I think Geb is busy
in modern days, for he
quakes often, for he’s fond of mirth!

For the tale to proceed, there ensued
some more incest, and not to be crude,
Nut, the Goddess of Sky,
got it on with the guy,
King of Earth, and they had a big brood.

There came forth from their coupling,
Queen Isis and a new Earth King,
Osiris, who was
a good king because
he ruled all rebirth, a great thing!

One son, against harmony, came
to kill Osiris, and his name
was Seth; once again
like the story of Cain -
an envious brother to blame.

But Seth got his just desserts when,
having married his Mom Isis, then
he was killed by HIS son,
named Horus, who won
the throne, and so “good” ruled again.

From Seshat to Sekmet to Rah,
Gods were worshipped by ancients with awe.
You’d have worshipped them too
had you been born to do
your poems on papyrusHa ha.


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: mother, nature,

A Pill Fits the Bill

Mama eagle’s dear chickies were ill,
so she told them to lie very still.
“You just wait here for me,”
she said most tenderly.
Then she flew off to get them a pill.

Baby eagles, like most kids, detest,
taking pillsMom returned to the nest
with dead mice in her bill
which concealed the crushed pill
Doctor Stork had prescribed with good rest!


For John Freeman's
 "Pure Thoughts On Nature Poetry Contest"


Poem Details | by S.Jagathsimhan Nair |
Categories: women,

The poem in the mind-2

The poem in the mind

There is  only  enough space in my mind
For just a poem and there you I find
Can’t think of another thing
My mind singing what you sing
To all else except you I’m rather blind.

I know you are an involved mom of six
And what toll it takes bringing up those chicks
On your spirit and body
Your life was never gaudy
But the essence of such a  gracious mix.

Adorable are your traits which are rare
Attributes, six, are your  children so fair
They are love, care and beauty
Passion, power and frailty
Here’s  the perfect woman beyond compare.


@ 23 feb 13

S.Jagathsimhan Nair

Entry for PD's contest on 5 mar 13


Poem Details | by RALPH TAYLOR |
Categories: childhood, family

Randa's Little Bears

It's a picture of Lucas and me.

We're cuties you have to agree.

     The love that we share

     with our Mom "Randa Bear",

is in the smile on my face that you see.


Poet: Ralph Taylor  5/2/11
Contest:  Brotherly Love


Poem Details | by Theresa CW |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

Naughty Potty Pavarotti

Naughty Potty Pavarotti



There was a young man named Pavarotti
His parents thought he was rather naughty
Because he sang tenor
He could not draw banger
For his mom made him sit on the potty.


Written: 5/10/15
Theresa


At the time I wrote this I was going to enter it into a contest
but as always I missed the contestOh well chalk it up to another
limerick has been penned.


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: funny, word play, words,

Conversation Overheard for Jan's Limerick

I heard he gave her a rogering Rogers mom said totally disgusting Conversation overheard No wonder she's disturbed He actually gave her Rogers Ring


Poem Details | by Mohan Chutani |
Categories: sexy, silly, teen,

Poke Bloke

There once was a big bloke of a poke
fella’s mom screw’d him if he'd cocke
Hard games still he play’d  
Lil' stick not he let stray’d
went in and came quickly as a stroke


Limerick, 5 lines syllable count 9,9,6,6,9
Rhyme Scheme: aabba
Date write: 10.06.2014
Contest Bawdy Limerick II
Sponsor:Roy Jerden


Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: childhood, sports

Little League

He looked so darned small at the plate
For the pitch he just couldn't wait
Got a high fast ball
He swung for the wall
You'r out! But to mom he did great!


For the Favorite Sport contest....


Poem Details | by Kim Merryman |
Categories: childhood, family, introspection,

Latchkey Kid



A latchkey kid was I,
A fact I cannot deny.
My mom started working,
Which caused some tear-jerking,
As I kissed my freedom good-bye.

I was the eldest of three,
So responsibility fell upon me,
To make sure chores were done,
And supper begun,
While my siblings reported to me.

Mom knew I could be counted upon,
To keep an eye on things while she was gone.
But at times I resented,
My time with friends prevented,
Since I was the oldest one.

Looking back I truly can say,
I have no regrets to this day.
Growing up as I did,
May have been rough as a kid,
But it made me who I am today.







Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

Dad was a deaf crab

Dad was a deaf crab
limerick



                                    Dad was a deaf crab very bad
                                      My mom was naturally sad
                                             Uca the fiddler
                                          The greatest riddler
                              Riddled dad's deafness- deadbeat dad









© Rajat kanti Chakrabarty
12/02/2014


Poem Details | by Joshua Lacey |
Categories: angst,

Silent Threat

Think Mom dumb? Fear makes numb! Fink Cupid's arrow Fly like sparrow Why succomb?


Poem Details | by Randy Steele |
Categories: for children, funny, mother

One Way Or Another

Actions speak louder than words
A saying I thought was absurd
Till Mom showed the way
If I don’t obey
The paddle tells things went unheard


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

Don't Be A Gobbler



There once was a young lad named Oliver His Mom told him, “Don't be a gobbler!” She also said , “Son, Ain't no prize to be won!” The fuzz will be checking your swallometer © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by patricia ondish |
Categories: funny, happinessmom, mom, giggle,

"Rockin Ride"

I start my life out everyday ,Often in the same ol' way,
I eat , 
I smile, 
I bathe and crawl back n forth, Some days , I ride my rocking horse,
But nothing prepares for mt goal,
Oh my !! Do hurry I want to roll,
My wheels are the whitest , I have  seen,
My spokes are the shinest , Oh how they beam,
I do love summer time,,
My shocks are the raddest, They bounce and they bounce,
My ride is way to cool,
I can't wait till ,I get to school,
I have to check my get and go,
Sometimes, Mom is kinda slow,
I coo and I coddle so she gets some gas,
I really want to get there fast,
My diaper bag packed and ready to go ,
We are the hippest , I want to roll,
We stroll right by the other rides, Mine is the Coolest mom confides,
I bounce and I giggle all the way to play !
OH My , what a wonderful day,!


Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Hide and Seek

The sport I love is Hide and Seek
I try to hide for at least a week
I hide when her mom comes by
If not I would surely die
I know she's close when (it) starts to speak


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

For Pete's Sake



Which Pete was “for Pete's sake” uttered When mom got flustered, she always muttered This time honoured phrase From back in the day Riding buggies for two that were covered © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: family, funny

Toddler's Play

Toddler’s Play

There once was a home with two daughters.
Mother was sleeping Two adorned her!
Her lipstick took a trip.
Doorbell rang; Mom ran…zip!
Hysterical!  Lipstick-faced...caught her!

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 27, 2010
Poetic form:  Limerick


Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: fun,

The Hot Mom and The Pool Boy - A Poetrysoup Collaboration

The day was long and she was spent
off to the pool our hot mom went
asked for some lotion
and dreamlike potion
drifting away she was content

Before to long she had awoke
sounds of pleasure the pool boy spoke
she fell for his charms
and into his arms
he was large now her seat is broke

Jan Allison

They soon were misbehaving
her bikini top he was waving
they broke every rule
had a romp in the pool
he pretended he was lifesaving

San Woo

It did appear a good ruse
as sugar daddy accused
but the lip to lip
was below her hips
so she yelled, "It's sexual abuse"

He screamed, "You think I'm obtuse?"
I am not even amused
for your lusty slips
you shall get no tips
I shall go find a new muse

Chris Green

She only meant to get some sun
but now her plan became undone
a shadow loomed
as something bloomed
the pool boy said, "Let's have some fun"

John Lawless

Oh her pirated boy he moved fast
as they replayed a game from the past
but in her haste
and no longer chaste
forgot the plank she'd just slid down

Darren White

She lay on her back in the pool
the pool boy grinned like a fool
he spring boarded too
from ten meters mind you
and landed on her, that's not cool

Jean Murray

He landed on her...but wait
his aim was true for his mate
he dived right in
it was win, win, win
they both felt it was great

Daniel Turner

He showed to her his cleaning tool
that hot momma started to drool
he cleaned her alright
way into the night
came back the next day for the pool

It was so hard to do his job
she had become his new heartthrob 
she sunned in the nude
and his eyes were glued
to her furry thing-a-ma-bob

James Andersen

She was never a prude
loved basking in the nude
he cleaned the pool
then flashed his tool
she never felt more screwed

She had come from old money
was a pretty hot bunny
he was such a fool
never cleaned the pool
long as he calls her honey

Charmaine Chircop

He always called her sweet honey
sugar babe, chick, and hot mummy
she called him her bear
with no manly hair
who sucked on her pears and tummy

Daniel Turner

Her husband home early from work
looked out the door with a smirk
out in the lounge chair
the pool boy was bare
while his wife did some needlework

Demetrios Trifiatis

Hot mom desired the strong handsome pool boy
she wished to use him as a pleasure toy
come she said let us two play
can't wait, please do not delay
but be careful my seat not to destroy



*who wants to add?*


Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Fat Moon

She blocks out the sun it's as plain as that
A total eclipse with infinite fat
The darkness comes at noon
That's when we see her moon
Her mom has made me as blind as a bat


Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Underscare

I used to think that life was fair
Until her mom done gave me a scare
It wasn't in what she said
Nor was it her ugly head
I saw her in only her underwear


Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Under the Bridge

The dating life can take its toll
Finding a wife, my only goal
Be careful what you seek
For now my future is bleak
She didn't tell me her mom was a troll


Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: animal,

Limerick: Once a Mom Tigress spurned her lame-born cub

Limerick: Once a Mom Tigress spurned her lame-born cub

			for Commandant Cousteau’s son

Once a Mom Tigress spurned her lame-born cub 
Wild Life Champ admitted cub to his club
Took cub under his wing
Till she could wildly spring:
Club members now learn to swing the knobbed club.

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013


Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: funny,

Straddle Legged

There once was an old man from Thomaston Who said at the young age of ninety-one Look at that old man try to walk Walking straddle legged he mocked One foot in the grave and one slip, he's done
My father said that to me one day As I was bringing him back to the Nursing Home after I had carried Him shopping for the things he Liked to have one hand at the Home..He went in at the home and asked mother, "Do I walk straddle legged." Mom said, "I don't think so, why do you ask?"...


Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Fur Coat

It finally happened, I've lost my mind
Her hairy back was one of a kind
Her mom was standing there
In only her underwear
I poked my eyes out and now I'm blind


Poem Details | by Sabrina Huggins |
Categories: childhood

That Girl

There was an little girl who fell
mom attempted to calm her but she yelled
15 now, professionally singing
her mom calls ringing ringing


Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

Catchy Kachang Foo

                           There was a bandit – Catchy Kachang Foo
                            He was a granddad of  Mo Machang Hoo
                                          Both went to India
                                       With grand mom Cynthia
                            And made out like a  bandit-selling shoe


Poem Details | by Richard Breese |
Categories: angel, baby, child, child

Nerd Dad

There once was a child with a rattle
That liked to crawl around cattle.
Until its mom found out
And to her ex did shout,
You just lost your custody battle.


Poem Details | by cheryl hoffman |
Categories: car, humor,

Auto Shop

Brought my car to an auto shop,
to discuss auto with a Mom and Pop,
motor good and ran,
had thin spongy pads,
happy I am now braking glad.


10-12-16


Poem Details | by Jay Snyder |
Categories: nice,

Bright Yellow Curls

When I was a wee little girl,
My hair had bright yellow curls.
I liked them a lot
‘Till my mom cut them off,
And that was the end of my world.


Poem Details | by Anisha Dutta |
Categories: bird,

Crow and Cuckoo

     

                Crow and Cuckoo

         Callous crow couple is crazy
          to build nest tough and cozy
           collecting leaves and twigs
          hay, wood and broomsticks
     even snatching hanger being busy.

       Nice enchanted firm nest is set up.
      Clever cuckoo couple notices sharp,
       carefree for favor to beg,
      cuckoo- mom lays her egg
     secretly, crows cannot follow up.
 
  05/23/16

 Second chance N/A contest May 2016

 Sponsor Eve Roper

   


Poem Details | by Patrice Trice Jackson |
Categories: blessing, celebration, christmas, holiday,

Kate's Christmas

Kate stared out the window as the snow fell,
singing “Frosty the Snowman” very well
She walked to the isthmus,
thinking about Christmas
Kate played “Jingle Bells” with a shiny bell.

She spotted a sled in wanted to ride, 
nervous looking ahead as she down slide
“Winter Fairy land” heard playing,
with joy as she was slaying
She enjoyed the sled bells jingle with pride.

Her cousins came over with their new toys
Her mom trimming the Christmas tree with boys
Mom singing “ho ho ho” clear
We were like “no no no” dear
Everyone laughing loud echoes loud noise.

Kate feeling jealous of her cousins gifts
Wonders if Santa Claus got to her lists
Elves stood in her room with bags
Kate face showed the brags
Gloats gifts with joy, noticed in the mists.













Poem Details | by D. C. Jordan |
Categories: boyfriend, feelings, humor, mother

Girl From Wheeling

There was a young lady from Wheeling
West Virginia, that is
Who had a peculiar feeling that
Her boyfriend Jack was cheating

She took it to his Mom
“Mom” she said, “your son Jack
Is really pissing me off 
I'm ready to hit the ceiling.”

“Ya know,” Mom said, “You crack me up.
I'm tickled he goes to your head
He irritates me the same way about you
So I tell him to stay unwed.”

So Mom was the other woman
The young lady from Wheeling suspected
So she lay on her back and considered Mom amd Jack
“I would like to see them dissected!”


Poem Details | by Chris Green |
Categories: humor,

Semi - Biographical Limerick

Semi - Biographical Limerick 

There sat an old guy on the stoop
Who considered his poetry poop
He tossed it aside
Then attempted to hide
Now here he is writing on Soup



Inspired by Tim Smith’s Limerick, “The Hot Mom and The Pool Boy”
and a “poopy” comment Jan Allison left on one of mine: )  

Semi = I don’t really have a stoop: ) 


Poem Details | by cheryl hoffman |
Categories: child, music, sleep,

Lullaby Music Box

Tender aged and very afraid of the dark,
Mom would comfort me with her soothing remarks,
night light bright,
still having fright,
she invested in a lullaby music box,

Lullaby lulls my grandson to sleep today,
helps him fall asleep after he prays,
the beautiful tune,
fills his bedroom,
feeling like Mom never went away.







11-2-16
Fictional & For Contest~


Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: animal, humorous, mom,

Limerick Contest

April The Giraffe


There is a giraffe in a zoo
Named April and she ate for two
For pregnant she was
Spectators abuzz
And soon little hooves peaked right through

In minutes he fell to the ground
So perfectly healthy and sound
His mom cleaned him well
He stood and then fell
But soon he was walking around.

Sweet April and vet got along
Took care of her all the year long
But touching her calf 
Scared mama giraffe
To kick him where kicks don't belong!

A mom is as fierce as can be
When guarding her new-born, you see
Although there is trust
Hands off is a must
Or price you will pay horribly!


April 25, 2017

Contest: Limerick Contest Back By Popular Demand
Sponsor: Jan Allison


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: mother,

Moms



Moms have a whole day all their own They deserve it, she's the best Mom ever known A few others might feel the same Bout THEIR Moms of fame But MY dearest sweet Mom stands alone


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Super Belated Mother Limerick

Super Belated Mother Limerick

Sometimes Mom seems:

Like river with water that will run;
Like beaming light in a bright sun;
Like leaves once green now brown;
Like laughing when I was a clown;
Like moving moon starting to rise;
Like being invigorated by blue skies;
Like when we went on a fishing trip;
Like pancakes with perfect timing did flip;
Like a dream that into heaven did disappear;
Like my mom who I wish again was her.

Jim Horn

Physically gone but never in my mind
which is mine never hidden back in a
dark mine.